Performance Review Panties [MF] [Office]

She was a ball of nerves as she walked into the office that morning, greeting everyone with a tentative smile as she walked to her desk. “What am I doing?” she thought to herself. Waiting for things to load onto her computer, she slid her hand up her skirt to feel how wet she already was by the prospect of what could happen at any moment. Turned on by the thrill of not knowing when she would feel the pulsing pleasure of her undergarment. What was even more of a turn on was that she didn’t even know who was in control. They had messaged back and forth for some time, but in the end, he was just a faceless person on the internet who offered to buy her a gift in appreciation of how much her posts made him throb. However, the gifting of the vibrating panties came with the stipulation that he could choose when she wore them. Today just happened to be that day, her instruction being to wear them this day while he sat back with his phone, in full control.

She gave her fingers a little lick and turned her attention to the screen, palming the mouse to start her work day when the first jolt of vibrations started. She gripped the mouse tight, the cursor shakily moving on the screen as she bit down on her lip trying not to give any audible indication of what she was feeling. She nearly jumped out of her seat as her phone rumbled on the desk, a message from him waiting for her, reading, “Good morning, darling. Let’s start the day with the low setting to get you nice and worked up for me.” Little did he know that her pussy was wet before she even put the panties on, relishing the notion of being at his mercy. She took a deep breath as the low, steady pulses continued, returning her attention the screen as she tried to focus on her work. Just as she was beginning to enjoy the stimulation paired with her work, they suddenly stopped, teasing her just enough leave her wanting more. She took the moment to catch her breath, wondering when the next wave would come and how intense they would get.

Her eyes went wide as a reminder message popped up on the screen, alerting her to the scheduled performance review. She had completely forgotten about it, anxiety welling up insider her as she didn’t know how she would keep her composure in a setting where she was the main focus. She got up and walked to the break room, looking for water to hydrate the suddenly arid desert of her mouth. As she rounded the corner, she saw her boss standing there, his trim figure clad in one of those suits he wore so well, coffee in one hand and phone in the other. She casually walked over to the water cooler as he looked up at her, flashing a smile and saying, “Good morning!” She smiled and greeted him back as she filled her cup. She nearly crushed the cup and sent water splattering everywhere as she felt the pulses beneath her skirt return. It took everything she had to straighten up and try to sip the water casually as her boss stood there next to her, the only saving grace being that his eyes were focused on the phone and not her. Looking up to meet her gaze, he said, “We can start a little early if you’re ready. Just meet me in my office.” With that, he strode out the doorway and back down the hall. She didn’t even realize she was holding her breath as she exhaled deep while letting out a little moan.

“You can do this,” she repeated to herself as the sensual vibrations continued and, taking a deep breath and following him to his office.

As she walked in, he met her gaze with a smile, gesturing towards one of the seats opposite his desk as he closed the door. Then, taking his place behind the desk and after a few quick swipes and taps on his phone, he turned his attention to the monitor while saying, “Let me just pull a few things up.” Just then, in the middle of attempting to find the best way to sit, the pulses suddenly jumped in intensity forcing her to cough to disguise the moan she couldn’t help but let out. He looked back at her and asked, “Oh, did you need some more water?” She willed the muscles in her face to form a smile, albeit an awkward one, as she cleared her throat and shook her head. He smiled and nodded, his hand moving to stroke his chiseled, clean shaven jaw as he said, “Well, you have been positively a superstar this past year, haven’t you?”

She forced another smile while trying to maintain eye contact, feeling a flush of warmth in her cheeks, though not knowing if it was a result of his compliment or the rumblings between her legs. Her voice a bit shaky, she replied, “I just try my best. We have a good team.”

“Well put,” he exclaimed, continuing, “I always knew you were a team player and definitely not one to take all the credit for yourself.”

She felt increasingly warm in the moderately cool temperatures of his office, burning up from the blissful torture being inflicted upon her. Determined to get through this review, she plowed forward with her slightly tremulous words, “I appreciate the recognition for what I have accomplished here, but I will also build everyone else…” Her eyes went wide mid speech, vibrations jumping in strength once again, trying to finish the sentence. “Uhh… UP,” she finished with a strong vibrato in that final word.

His brow furrowed a bit before continuing, “Always so humble.” He glanced over at his screen once more, then down to his phone, and finally back to her. Leaning forward on his desk, he continued to recount her accomplishments and offer advice on the very few and minuscule areas he found her lacking in. After a few more moments of lauding and mentoring on his part and the humble acceptance on hers, he leaned back in his chair as he pointed at her and said, “But you know what the best quality you have is?”

It was taking everything she had to concentrate on his words, legs squeezed tight together as her voiced quivered, “Nn…no. What is that?” Usually so quick on her feet, the stuttered reply was unlike her normally witty one-liners that she hoped he wasn’t about to praise for. Her mind started to wander as she wished she had come up with something better, the constant vibration proving to be too much of a distraction. She wondered why she was even putting herself through all this, but remembered how silver tongued her faceless gift-giver could be, not only in convincing her to wear them, but also harnessing the power to work her up with only words on a screen. Never even hearing his voice, she could almost hear him call her his darling as she fawned over how spectacular his instruction was the night before, edging her just shy of climax and sending her to work today with an aching, needy pussy.

As she shook herself from her thoughts, he was pushing back from his desk, popping to his feet and walking around to lean on the desk in front of her. “You,” he started, a smile wide across his face, “work so well under pressure. The way you just power through any obstacle thrown in front of you in order to get the job done. It’s truly inspiring.”

As she looked up at him, she wanted so badly to tell him about the insanely difficult hurdles she’s had to jump in order to just hold a coherent conversation with him the last ten minutes. Her mind started to wander again, wondering what he might do if she told him that hidden beneath her tight, black skirt were vibrating panties drenched with her sweet nectar. Tingles ran up her spine as she thought of him running his strong hands over her body, slipping under the moistened lace and petting her pretty little pussy. It wasn’t the first time she had thought about him this way, having stalked his instagram account, lingering on some of the shirtless beach shots showcasing his finely toned body. The recollection of his strong arms induced thoughts of him picking her up out of the chair, laying her on the desk with those strong hands sliding up her skirt.

She was snapped from her pleasant daydream as the surge of vibrations suddenly jumped in intensity once again. Her eyes went wide as she looked up at him, arms crossed with his phone in hand. “You’re a trooper,” he said with a smile, her fists clenched as she squirmed in her seat, trying hard not to call attention to it. Pausing for a moment, he turned his attention to his phone and mused, “Today has really proved that point.” Pushing off the desk, he chuckled and walked toward the door, her eyes following him with a bit of confusion. A flick of his finger locked the door with a click as he spun on his heels and his eyes locked on hers, a wide grin plastered on his face. Bringing the phone up once again, and with a swipe and a tap, the vibrations intensified so much that she couldn’t help but let out another moan of pleasure hardly disguised by the cough that followed. Her mind so clouded by the pulsating between her legs, she barely put things together when he walked back to stand over her, looking down with his hand coming to rest on her shoulder, saying, “I couldn’t wait to see how you handled things today.” Still a little confused, and more than a little aroused at the feeling of his strong grip starting to massage her shoulder, she futilely tried to find words to reply to him, opening her mouth with nothing but quiet, stifled moans escaping. As he leaned down, bringing his face next to hers, his lips at her ear, whispering, “And you’ve handled things so well… my darling boo.”

Her head snapped to the side to face him, her plump, painted lips mere inches away from his as she quivered as she stuttered, “W…W…what?” The grin never leaving his face, turning his attention to his now raised phone, her eyes following his to reveal the app he was using to control her panties’ pulsations. With the flick of his finger, the slider on the screen jumped and she felt the vibrations’ pace quicken. Pushing through the fog, things became clearer as she realized it was him the whole time, sitting behind his desk not just knowing, but controlling the seismic activity between her legs. She might have been angry if the whole situation didn’t turn her on so much. The fact that not only was her faceless gift-giver actually an attractive man, but he was now fulfilling a fantasy that she had indulged in more than a few times.

Eyes locked with her’s, he slipped the phone in his pocket and moved his hand to rest on the silk stocking terrain of her thigh. His touch invoking goosebumps as his hand slid to her inner thigh, his fingers pressing into her pliable flesh. Her legs instinctively spread for him as he massaged her, sliding his hand up inside the hem of her skirt. His fingers barely grazing the panties sent shivers up her spine as her hands moved to trip the armrests. “You’re just as wet as I’d imagined,” he said to her with a smirk before slowly rising to his feet, his hand slipping from under her skirt and leaving her pining for his touch.

He took her hand in his and pulled her up from the seat, her legs shaky from the unrelenting barrage of vibrations between her legs. Leading her toward the desk, he guided her palms to rest flat on the surface as she leaned forward to put her ass on display. She felt his hand caress the curve of its beautiful roundness, hearing him say, “I wasn’t sure if it as you at first.” His fingers swished as he squeezed her there, his voice calm as he explained, “But then I started noticing the outfits.” His hand moved to the other cheek, his palm moving in a circular motion, “DarlingBoo, the little minx who’s sexy, sultry posts I’d been enjoying was actually you. I couldn’t believe it, but there was no denying it.” The absence of his touch lasted only a second as his hand whipped back with a resounding clap, forcing a gasping moan past her lips. “Who knew one of my employees was such a naughty little exhibitionist?”

“I couldn’t help but flirt,” he confessed. “I felt liberated being able to say all those dirty, inappropriate things that had only lived as thoughts in my mind since your first day here. Watching you tease the reveal of your pretty little pussy while only wearing the sweater from that day’s outfit.” His hands slid to her waist as he moved to stand behind her, biting his lip as his eyes feasted on the view. He knelt down behind her, his face level with her ass, letting his hands glide smoothly down the entire length of her legs before sliding back up and inside the hem of her skirt to hike it up. His lips pressed softly against the bare skin of her ass, the area bearing a slight rosy tint where he’d just spanked her.

Standing back up, his hands returned to her waist as he stepped closer, her ass rubbing against the smooth fabric of the slacks that constricted his growing bulge. His hands slipped around to her front to cup her breasts in his hands, pulling her into an upright position to bring her body close to his. She melted in his embrace, wondering if she ever really snapped out of her daydream. She whimpered as one hand slipped away and into his pocket to retrieve his phone, bringing it up to eye level and calling the app back up. “You’ve done so well so far, my darling,” he whispered in her ear. “I know your poor, little pussy is just aching for release,” he continued as his hand slipped down to rest on her lace covered pussy, giving it a little pat. “Looks like there’s just a bit more power and a speed that we can jump up to.” She could hear the smile in his voice as his words sent tingles jolting through her entire body when he commanded, “And you’re going to cum for me now, my little darling boo.”

A few swipes of his finger ramped the intensity and speed of those pleasuring pulsations up to its limit. Tossing the phone on his desk, his arm crossed around to cup her breast once again, keeping her body close against his. His other hand pressed against the front of her panties, keeping the vibrator flush against her. Her hips starting to roll, grinding her ass into him as the the rumbling below brought her closer to climax. Her breathing shallow, her heart racing, her pussy contracting, she heard him whisper again, “Cum for me.” Those words combined with the surge of vibrations against her swollen, throbbing pearl sent her over the edge. Riding the tidal wave of pleasure that crashed down on her, his grip was tight on her body as she quivered and quaked in utter bliss. Her hand moved over her mouth as she struggled to quiet the moans that she had no hope of containing within.

The vibrations ceased as she started to come down from the peak of climax, replaced now with his hand inside her panties, running gently over her soft, silken lips. Her legs weak and shaky, she leaned on him for support, enveloped in his strong embrace. “Good girl,” he whispered, coaxing contented purrs from her. Leaning her forward, she moved to sprawl out, her head resting on her arms, closing her eyes and breathing a sigh of lustful content.

Savoring every bit of the ebbing waves of pleasure, she didn’t even notice the sound of his belt coming undone or his pants zipper sliding down. She gasped as she felt his cock slide between her legs, rubbing against the soaked lace of her panties. His finger hooked into them, pulling them to the side, she cocked her head around to look back at him, his gaze firmly fixed on her ass. With a smirk, he said, “I do believe there’s one more assessment to be made for your review.” She trembled as the length of his shaft worked its way between her lips, parting them just enough to coat it with her sweet honey.

She slid a hand between her legs, to the caress his smooth shaft, biting her lip before saying, “Let me show you what a good employee I really am, sir.” Gasping as she guided his head to push past her lips, shuddering at the feeling of him inside her. His fingers dug into her hips as she pushed back on him, his length sliding deep inside her. Their moans, hers soft and his husky, mingled in the air as she held him deep inside, her walls clenching tight around his girth. Planting both her hands firmly on the desk, she began to slowly rock her hips back and forth, feeling every inch of him glide in and out of her wet, welcoming pussy. “Am I a good employee, sir?” she asked as she fucked back into him.

His reply came in the form of a growl, her ass pushing back into him was now met with the thrust of his hips slamming into her. The slow, sensual stroking of his cock with her tightly gripping lips started to give way to his deep, driving plunges into her. She felt his hand slide up her back, pushing her down as he balled a fist in her long, ebon locks, snapping her head back while he continued to drill his cock into her. She bit down on her lip as another thunderous clap came down on her ass, heat radiating out from his rosy hand print as he dug his fingers into her flesh with a firm grip. Her knees started to buckle as every single thrust pummeled harder than the last, filling her up and stretching her out better than her daydream version of him ever could.

She could feel herself getting closer as she tightened around his girth, something he couldn’t help but sense as he leaned forward, pulling her head close and whispering, “You’re going to cum for me again, aren’t you?”

Her brain wanting to formulate complete sentences just gave up as she just moaned and mumbled, “Mhmmm.”

His hot breath in her ear, she nearly came just from hearing him say, “I’m going to fill your little pussy up with my cum too.”

Releasing her hair, she let her head fall, laying out flat on the desk as he straightened up and gripped her hips tight with both hands. Harder and faster now, pounding into her with renewed vigor, her pussy clenched tighter and tighter as every driving thrust pushed her closer and closer to climax. It took all her will to stave off the impending orgasm as long as she could so that she may savor every drive of this decadent dick down.

Faster. Her breathing shallow.

Harder. Her hands balled in fists.

Deeper. Her pussy so tight around him.

“Cum for me,” he growled.

With his command and a few more pummeling thrusts, she couldn’t hold it any longer, clamping tight around his throbbing cock as he bottomed out inside her aching, little pussy. Intense waves of pleasure crashed over her, feeling his cock buried deep inside her, pulsating and shooting stream after stream of cum to fill her little hole. Growls and moans filled her ears as she held him deep, her walls working to milk his cock of every last drop of cum as jolts of pleasure pulsed through every inch of her body. Her gasping moans and shuddering exhales blew her tousled hair about the desk as she felt his hands leave her hips to steady himself on the desk. She felt his body twitch against her while his cock twitched inside her as they both rode the waves of pleasure to blissful, carnal content.

With a smile in his voice and a slight cackle, he whispered, “Best not make a liar out of me by getting too distracted by my cum dripping out of your pussy while you try to focus on work the rest of the day.”

Biting her lip, she answered softly, “Yes sir.”

“Good girl,” he whispered, drawing a contented smile across her lips.

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